“Girls!” cried Alice, abruptly. “Look who are coming towards us!”
“Who?” demanded everyone instantly. All eyes strained in the direction of the good road, far ahead of them.
“I do believe it’s the boys!” cried Daisy, gleefully.
“The mysterious car!” laughed Alice.
“They had better not come near us!” muttered Ethel. “They are not in high favor.”
“But if they can help us—” suggested Daisy.
“We couldn’t accept it, and we wouldn’t!” announced Marjorie, decisively. “Don’t forget our regulations!”
“My gracious, I had forgotten,” Daisy admitted.
The young men were near enough to wave to the girls now, and they stopped their car close to the muddy piece of road and got out. Then, cautiously picking their way, they advanced to the standing machines.
“I should think you two would be ashamed to show your faces!” Florence called, accusingly, as soon as they were within hearing distance.